The profile of the face locked onto by Ghost Hatred was rather ordinary. In fact, she truly was a very ordinary woman with plain looks as well, appearing completely unaware of Ghost Hatred's gaze. She was moving slowly with the crowd, her line of sight lingering over the stalls on the side quite naturally.
Had he seen her before?
Any cultivator, after the refinement of spirit and soul, possessed the ability of never forgetting what they saw. Everything touched by their conscious spirit would be deeply engraved in their memory. With a cultivation level like Ghost Hatred's, as long as he wished to recall, every single detail from his birth to the present would have no omissions.
Of course, doing this was entirely meaningless and would also bring a heavy burden. The vast majority of the time, cultivators would seal away overly cumbersome memories, only searching through them when useful.
Ghost Hatred was the same, especially since Yu Ci's main body possessed the analysis divine ability within itself, making searches the most convenient.
Yet today was bizarre. Not just on Ghost Hatred's side, but even after searching through the memories of Yu Ci's main body and avatar, he stubbornly failed to find a match.
It was not impossible for such a situation to occur. For instance, if what he had seen before was not her person, but someone related by blood or simply extremely similar, or if her appearance had drastically changed, all of these could lead to this kind of situation.
Once that happened, the scope to be screened was far too vast, and memory comparison lost its meaning.
What needed to be discerned at this moment was not appearance, but aura.
Everyone's aura was different—the so-called "aura" here was a generalized concept, meaning the comprehensive integration of various